I’ll have kitten health updates at the end of this post.
Last Tuesday I posted about Only for the first time. I said how sorry I felt for him since he had no mom (which he clearly wanted) and he had no siblings (which made me worry that he was lonely). ON THAT VERY AFTERNOON, Older Daughter texted me – Hey Mom. You know how you’ve been saying you wish Only had a kitten about his size to snuggle with? Well, I think I have one. She’s a little bigger than him but not much. I responded with this – I know you guys aren’t taking any kittens in right now unless they come in with some big problem. What’s wrong with this one? Older Daughter explained that the local animal control officer was called to a scene where a mom cat AND her kittens were all dead – except for this one. She was only about four or five weeks old AND her left front paw was badly swollen. She could not use it at all. OK – I said – bring her on. And suddenly – there were two. Only wasn’t an only anymore because the new addition made two. Meet Twosie.
Only and Twosie were not immediately friends. Only was beginning to decline a little at that time. He didn’t feel great. And Twosie couldn’t run or play because the swollen paw hurt and she wouldn’t put it down. Twosie fussed at Only, and Only fussed at me. The weekend proved challenging. Twosie didn’t know how to eat solid food any better than Only did. So I was syringe feeding both on the first evening. The next day I was pleased to find that Twosie wanted to eat kitten canned food and softened Kitten Chow. Twosie came with an antibiotic, and over the weekend she started to improve. She ate well, slept well, and started to play as the swollen paw began to shrink. Only was becoming more fussy, eating less and sleeping less. By the first of this week, as I reported, Only was not a strong healthy kitten. Twosie had become exactly that. Then JUST YESTERDAY after I posted and started the rounds before leaving to take Husband to some appointments, I found Twosie crying and holding that poor little paw up again. By late last night, Twosie had a swollen paw, a mild fever, and NO appetite. SO . . . my daughters have taken Twosie with them today to the vet. Geez. If I ever get Only and Twosie well at the same time, I believe they might be really good company for each other.
The update on Only is that he is eating more than when I posted my concerns about him, but not well enough for me to feel good about it. I will hear from my daughters at some point today after Twosie has been seen by the vet; I’m hoping for a new antibiotic and some relief for this sweet little girl. And the report on Kizzie is that his fever is only low-grade for the past 36 hours but he has almost zero appetite. I have tried lots of different things to entice him to eat. Imagine what relief I will feel if all three of these sweet babies come all the way around to full robust health! Keep your fingers crossed.
Tomorrow I will be announcing The Best Kind of News . . .
See you then.